"Yes, but word for word, Tanaka, what does it mean?"
"This writing means, World is really not the same it says: all the world very many tell lies."
"And this?"
"This means, Travelling everywhere."
"And this at the end?"
"It means, Eveything always the same thing. Very bad translation I make. Very sad poem."
"And this writing here?"
"That is Japanese name—Fujinami Katsundo—and the date, twenty-fifth year of Meiji, twelfth month."
Tanaka had turned over the photograph and was looking attentively at the portrait.
"The honoured father of Ladyship, I think," he said.